Echidna

it was my boot that introduced us your beak snuffled in underneath perhaps mistaking me for a log your needles raised to eleven the wide open volume of your fear I bent to see your face brown eyes tiny as human tears needless to say my sole was yours as long as you needed it […]

Echidna

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